章 77: A Vibrating Phone

The creature crumpled to the ground, its threat neutralized.

Hobe's breaths were measured, his eyes vigilant for any imminent dangers.

As he turned toward the door, another zombie, drawn by the commotion, stumbled toward him.

Swift and determined, Hobe dispatched it with brutal efficiency, ensuring the security of their route.

"Ooof, base hit!"

A series of notifications flooded in from sponsors, each ping adding to the growing tension in the air.

The urgency of sealing the slightly ajar door pressed upon Hobe as he focused on preventing more undead horrors from lurking in.

"Anna, can you close the door in front of me?"

"No, I can't. It's technically jammed."

The makeshift barricade granted a brief pause, and he seized the opportunity.

"Oh, that's heavy!" he exclaimed.